We do a bit of charity fund raising toward the end of the year: a Pink Day for breast cancer in October and Children in Need the following month. On each occasion the staff are free to throw off the sartorial constraint of our 'uniform' and express themselves - in Pink (obviously) in October and however tangentially according to the designated theme the following month.
Most of the staff throw themselves enthusiastically into the days. Last year's wobbly was only thrown when the monkeys at head office decreed that we WOULD do a third fundraiser with an extavagant theme only after we'd committed to the first two. The only people who were comfortable saying NO were those who say NO to everything; the rest of us were sorry to draw a line anywhere but when staff on minimum wage are shelling out hours of before-tax pay to get themselves kitted out, the third fund raiser was a demand too far and looked like heavy handedness by management too remote for the good of the business.
The residual bad taste in the mouth still lingers. Having done Pink, and gearing up for Children in Need we're all wondering what we're going to be ORDERED to do for some fool's pet charity.
As I'm rather prone to taking my camera with me everywhere (meaning I have a VERY big 'handbag') so I have photographic proof of the trouble some staff went to and the willing shown by those born without the imagination but hearts in the right place.
I also had a photograph of me. I deleted it. That's the upside of being the one to take all (but one) of the photographs, and get to take the camera home before they're transferred anywhere.
Just add slake lime, then cook for a long as possible
Saturday, 27 October 2007
WARNING: This post is particularly not worth reading
waste receptacles
self-flagellation and other forms of angst
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